• Pauquette Prose

    February 7, 2023

    I was up late last night for ladies night.  Even though the community and night out refilled my tank, I also have a baby that doesn’t sleep and I woke up pretty exhausted.  The girls were grumpy because two nights ago they spent the night with their grandparents and somehow it always takes a minute for them to not be exhausted from that.  They were crying right off the bat this morning and Hal was as clingy as all get out, and while nothing was that bad it was a moment of relief when my dad called and said those wonderful words: “Want to get a pizza?”

  • Pauquette Prose

    February 1, 2023

    I spent time on and off uploading new pictures and trying to figure out the best social media handles for each site. The kids could feel an excitement in the air and some of them seemed to want a day off from their schoolwork because of it. Maybe it should be a holiday, though. The day God blessed us and The Company. That’s a big deal.

  • Pauquette Prose

    January 25, 2023

    I took a few pictures of the boys chasing after the rainbow, and then handed my camera to Ira to take a few of Hal and I when I promptly slid to my butt on a mini patch of mud.  Thankfully Hal was spared the fall but my clothes were not.  Then the wind picked up and Hal and I were both nearly swept away, and in my haste I had not grabbed a blanket for him.  So basically Ira took three very uncomfortable looking photos of Hal and I.  Such is motherhood.

  • Pauquette Prose

    January 23, 2023

    Lo and behold we got snow yesterday! While we didn’t get dumped on, or even get “snowed in”, there was enough for the kids to go sledding. It was beautiful to spend a restful Sunday curled up on the couch watching the snow fall. I sat on the couch and watched these giant, snowball sized flakes fall from the sky. It was so peaceful.

  • life,  life together

    A snow day, aged one year.

    Written on January 18th, 2022 ————————————————— In the wee hours of yesterday morning we received at least 10 inches of snow. It’s the biggest snow I can remember and certainly the biggest in our children’s lives. This snow conveniently fell on Martin Luther King Jr. day and Brad had the day off. He spent much of it shoveling. Shoveling our drive, shoveling the walk in front of the school, shoveling my dad’s drive, and then back to help shovel some of the students get out of their spots. He was fairly exhausted after that but still took the opportunity to go pick up some snowed-in friends so they could sled…

  • birth,  children,  life

    The Creativity of the Womb

    With each pregnancy I’ve experienced I mourn the loss of creativity. Perhaps it’s not my creativity that is gone, but the energy and motivation to carry out the things I would like. Either way I miss the excitement that comes with making something new, whether it be in the kitchen, at the sewing machine or planted in the garden. It feels like there’s a gaping hole that I just don’t have it in me to fill, and even after 6 pregnancies I still wish I could not feel so “different” than I do when I’m not growing a human.

  • journal,  life,  photos

    Robustness // 2022 Best of Photos

    Over and over again I’ve had to remember what God has called me to, and decide that no matter what people say about me, no matter what others might think, no matter how insane or stupid it looks, no matter how much it doesn’t make sense. that I will keep on following the path that God laid out for me. It’s my path to walk and no one else’s.

  • children,  life,  thoughts

    December 14

    And it’s the work of peasants, the everyday schlepping as a mother.  There are bits of beauty that weave in through the madness: the beautiful loaves baked in the morning, the sweet conversations by candlelight in the waning afternoon light, and bowls of popcorn shared while reading together.

  • children

    The birth of a name.

    When we announced the birth to our friend chat group, one of them said that every time they prayed during my (very long) labor that he kept hearing that this boy is going to be a herald for the Lord.